I'm not enough,
Ana says I'm fat,
I have to pay her to be pretty.
I have to pay her in food,
I have to pay her in my weight,
The less I have, the happier she is.
I never knew she was just being greedy,
She wasn't helping me,
She was hurting me,
Just for her own benefit.
I will now forever be
In her debt,
Paying her for her greed.
What have I done
To my glorious self?
My bones are showing,
My mass is shrinking,
And I am disappearing.
I don't want to die,
I don't want to end,
But I must for Ana,
As she is my only friend.
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27/03/15
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Poems collection -Self harm (trigger warning)
RandomPoems about depression. And possibly more than that... I don't really know...
